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a beautiful, beautiful krysti table!
The powerful feeling of reuniting with her kind had washed over her for most of the night. Her children were coiled, sleeping peacefully, and Ahemait rested in Sphinx-style fashion with her feet curtly crossed at the ankles and her golden eyes gleaming in front of her. He would be home soon, she told herself, just as she had told them only hours before. "But how do we sleep without Father here?" Demitrii's soft, quiet, beautiful voice had asked. She would tire quickly of explaining things to them over and over again, but she had learned early on to have patience with them as Stygian had patience with her.
Her eyes followed a trail of skyline, witnessing the beauty and innocence of Earth. She pondered many things, but mostly when and how to find her family again. To introduce, to regroup. To begin again. "And with my heart still bleeding, I shall carry on.."
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